Unusually moderate weekend for August, though not too cool. The temps barely broke to 80 degrees F, especially on cloudy Sunday, and most of the time felt lower than that. The August summer stasis equivalent of a few days in February winter stasis that are warmer than usual.
Just before sunset on Saturday, I went out on my deck with my handy digital recorder to record the cicada buzz. It bothers some people, but for me it wouldn’t be summer without them.
A few hours after sunset, I went to the same spot and recorded the crickets. A mellow evening song — Venus Flytrap to the cicada’s Johnny Fever.
Listen carefully in the background and you’ll hear the year-round background sound of the suburbs: cars driving by.